Hieizan
Finally again I come to write an entry!
What have I so so driven about the last days? Quite a lot, we were all in Nara, have the birthday celebration of one of us so that we have made in Kyoto with a few Japanese the night, and have it still a hit again in Tübingen, at Kansai Daigaku in Osaka studied and to which we have had no contact yet. All this, however, little can be the most exciting summarized by saying: It was very funny. Above all, the departure has already helped a little that we as a group are growing together. I have the feeling to finally meet some people right, and in the evening, have some really good discussions arise.
However, the time left aside the entry today is a different, less harmonious theme: The trip to the Hieizan (比睿 山). The Hieizan is a mountain near Kyoto, in the 16-17. Century seat of a warrior monk sect was. The original temple was, as far as I know, burned eigentlcih, but up there there is the Enryuji, we wanted to visit.
problem was the task of beginning the mere fact that I have no shoes, which also would be suitable only partially, so that my ankle boots with about 4 - 5 cm heel was still the most comfortable shoes I had on offer. Then again, makes me uncomfortable clothes out of nothing, even when hiking.
at 9 clock in the morning so we wanted to yesterday at the station Shugakuin (就 学院) meet and start running from dortaus. For this I had my usual Take away up to the Kyoto drive train station, in my usual subway line change to and from the university for about 15 minutes to another station run the Demachiyanagi Station (出 町 柳).
Why am I so detailed tell? Because course from beginning to end all duly went wrong.
morning it started already. I was in a rush, but when I was out on the way, informed me my host mother that I am yet to bring down even the rubbish from my room because, if the day come the garbage disposal. Once I had the bottom out of my room, I remembered that even the top of the laundry basket is, for whom she had previously asked me yet. return high, back down in his shoes and finally out of the house. Result: less than 5 minutes later started running as I wanted.
am Then I went to the neighbor to pick up the other exchange student from Tübingen. It turned out, however, that did not want to go with ... Results: Only 3 minutes later.
So I walked a little faster to the station and wanted by the automatic inputs by, you must push through his ticket to get to the tracks - and immediately went to the doors. My card had expired the previous day. Na juhu ... So I had to buy a single card - and the train was ever going on without me.
In Kyoto, I had to buy me an extra card, I could after all, but purely to squeeze more in the next U-Bahn. Nevertheless, I came
slightly more than 5 minutes later at the University of schedule. The people with whom I wanted to meet me then, had already started walking. I can not blame them, the timing was quite been scarce. I myself had loshetzen also because I could not hope again that I take the train could still planned. So I go marching ...
... and 10 minutes later came out to our hotel. But the hotel was not in a completely different direction? My heart evil, and in fact I had actually managed to run to me in a city where the checkerboard moderate (read: idiot proof) was constructed. If I had had more time, I would have taken me a minute time for me to wonder about myself. So, however grudgingly, I rushed through the garden of the Imperial Palace, in the hope of finding there a short cut. And as expected, came at nine five of the call by the group.
why I expected the call? I remembered too well the trip to Nara, where everyone had decided after a lousy five to ten minutes, one can fulfill one of us, who was on the way and would have taken much longer, and ever proceed. "Yes, here have been waiting all desperate." I told my interlocutor that I was on the way, they say, but the other is that they should go out alone if they rumheulen too much. She said only that they're ready for, and we hung up.
Really quickly I just did not make it to the station. , While I hurried and then also taken the right path, but that was quite a long walk ... finally arrived, I rushed to the railway line to buy a ticket, and just when I was struggling with my wallet, came the second call.
"Have you been on the train?" No, I replied, but I just get the card, and then spring clean. That's what I did. Worn out by a now-half-hour forced march I sat down on one of the seats. The platoon leader had in any case much less of a hurry than I am, the train took just under about 5 minutes before he has even moved. And there's really less about what works in a stressed man in a hurry even more devastating than the sight of the person from which depends the rest of the way they walk around, bored, and still makes small talk with some nice old ladies.
The train was then quite fast on Shugakuin station. As our instructor said, the station was very small, so that you could not miss. Nevertheless, I could see far and wide, no 15-person group. After I had made sure that they hide not behind the station, I called them.
"We have continued to run before, !.? Come along after that you can see already, "Well there knows the good but me being duly bad Did I mention that I'm lost in a checkerboard-like Kyoto did Yes, though I know the city yet - the part to Shugakuin I have to do anything abundance on the day for the first time seen
Yes, I asked, is where are you because -. "! To Shugakuin" Oh -. What's that, came my reply, "This is a park there go thou. .. "I can not reflect the directions exactly, but it contained straight ahead up to map and take the small gravel road. Aaaaha.
I went straight on and came glorious 20 meters before the road was over. Had it does not mention that the Would place the signs? I looked: I was run down from the train station Shugakuin Shugakuin Street, passed the Shugakuin Hospital and also had the Shugakuin hair salon behind me. So slow to make me fear that would be "Shugakuin" are not quite as clear as I had hoped. There were also no signs that would have led to irgendnem Shugakuin Park.
I went back to the station. Let's see whether the repetition of the road would bring a new result ... No, somehow it was still the same 20 feet as before, and there was still no Shugakuin Park. But there was a narrow path. Why not run Dalang? I had no hope anyway, the rest of the group again again. But I had nothing better to do than continue searching anyway.
I asked a Japanese woman who was too busy to turn their front door, after the park instead of ne directions I got first NEN meaningful look, to me the answer that was subsequently betrayed in advance? "Shugakuin Park Den There's not. "
I told the woman that is my tale of woe. Apparently saw it with Parks generally somewhat meager, but to make sure all do, she ran to her neighbor, asked again, in turn, asked her daughter, who in turn brought a card. Together they found out then that it was near a newly planted park perhaps could be the Shugakuin Park. Since the ladies had already used 20 minutes to get to the answer, I decided to go out of gratitude, too. Not that the group would wait there for wars now too late, it was clear to me. But if I has attended here ...
On the way there, I did indeed receive a sign: "Shugakuin Imperial Residence" Oh. Park? Imperial Residence? Since I had something else now easily be presented under it! Or was my poor stressed out brain no longer been able to process the directions correctly and actually I should go here from the beginning? Anyway, I followed the group of Japanese and foreigners, which also ran thither.
they should not be there, yes I could still visit the palace alone, I thought.
War but nothing. You need ne approval from the city, reinzudürfen to there, and I had not, of course. Well, maybe they were just in there and looked around? I asked the nice officer who was much more helpful in resolving this issue than I am ...
"When the group wanted to do for the tour?" - "Hm, no idea, I do not even know if they ever wanted to come here." - "Well ... How many people are you?" - "Good question ... I do not know ... About 10?" After a few questions to his boss, for the poor officials a few times had led to race, then, that during the day no group wanted to purely German in the palace. Sure, actually, because the goal so the hike was on the Hieizan.
Well, what now? Were they perhaps go to another tourist destination? Was there something in the area? I asked the officials, who then immediately wanted to run away again. I had shooed him enough and called him back. After he had for his incompetence and inability to help me had apologized many times (good Japanese who he is), I went on.
What should I do now? My glorious knowledge of the route were as follows: The temple was on the mountain, I was down on the mountain. Between probably had to walk up for a while. Hm. But where are you well?
I hear almost the Question: Why are not you here just gone home and you have at home, or in the city, made a nice day? Well, why?
[EDIT: Thanks for the many affected, but the best part yet to come * g *]
So why have not I just put back on the train? Because I had no desire to have spent 1000 yen kanpp vain to be running an hour through Kyoto and have then spent another two hours to find, all without putting a foot on that stupid mountain! And the weather was really good, not too hot but still sunny, and I did not feel like me again at some point must be kept free for a day. No, I was up there now, whether with or without the group! Who needs ne group? I do the same alone! Buoyed by my individualistic freedom, I went the way down again, until I found a painted map. The map was not very good, but they showed some ways to the top and the odd sight to me but said nothing. If we were to go to Shugakuin, then had the probably a reason I'm here and when I would walk up the mountain, it would certainly be no problem to find this temple.
Well then. From there I had (Thanks to my ability to discover, almost all a funny side) already very good mood, and I happily marched in the direction of what I thought was north. After all, I soon came to one of the attractions, it's a small temple, which seemed to be both Buddhist and Shinto. Previously, the rule was (were religious segregation in Japan until the Meiji period, ie from 1868). This was beside myself a little. If no rumschwärmen tourists in the temples, I will immediately hesitant whether I should really clean and if I can really take pictures. Group dynamics as well have more impact than I thought. Then again, so was the Temple quiet and peaceful, that all the stress was previously forgotten in no time.
wanted to go out as I do, I asked a woman there, I would like best to Enryuji walk. She has a little surprised because it was already well according to their estimate. Well, I did but even before that, so ... She said that probably no right way there would be set up, but get there should I do if I have a piece the way back and would go right.
So I went along, and I soon came to a forest. Good sign, the whole mountain is full of forest. Thus, in the shadows to walk and all that made me mad on the day of fun, and I was looking downright, two hours go up the mountain, even though I had no hope to make the rest of the day or at some point. Did I tell at least what I thought, and continued on his way.
Unfortunately there seems to be a natural law that states that if a day as so terribly wrong, he must continue to do well until it is finally over. Maybe it's a karma thing, I do not know. What exactly was the nightmare, but you can easily explain: Spiders.
The ordinary Japanese spider that you see hanging out here like this (and indeed everywhere ), is about as big as my thumb - but without legs. In the forest you can of course like this , Assume that there's more critters crawling around than they do in civilized places already. But I, in my idealistic folly, habs are not, of course, until I almost head forward in the first network to go in there. After that first there was nothing with "great migration", and I had to recover first again. At the time I was already half an hour on the way, so I did not want to turn back. Because of a spider and certainly not ... And yet, my paranoia was awakened with the result that I am three times more run so careful. The absolute worst thing I can think of is that by so I run a network or with the hair hanging in there to stay, and then as one of those huge, often black-yellow striped monsters have to sit on my hair and not get rid of, and the further I went, the more I realized how stupid that was full of networks of forest - and how close I brought these steep, narrow dirt roads in the bushes.
end of the story? I am not, as feared, started up two and a half hours to the mountain in high heels - I'm him two and a half hours of high running . Yes, all the time without making a break that would have lasted longer than a minute. Now you can watch either with laughter at my stupid paranoia roll on the floor or admire my newfound endurance madness. I myself was too busy at the time, from evil Spiders run away. The snakes that appear suddenly in front of me, brought me here somehow not at all from the concept. From
for peaceful walk. And all that I want someday in the future of what "one with nature" and tell such alternative stuff can sit in their hole in the ground level, I set voluntary not set foot in the forest.
after a while I came to a post that served as a signpost and a small card was on top. Inwardly, I rejoiced, because I finally knew where I was ... Except that the temple was not really recorded. Hm There was a Eizan cable railway, the railway station in the north was. Well, that could not be bad and perhaps there was indeed a train that went to the temple because of the hike I had long enough.
Would have been aware that I had at the time just a third of my line behind me, I would have think about it again. So I marched ahead with renewed courage.
My newfound courage was holding just 10 minutes, showed up to the next great power, and the running around started again. Inside I was tormented by questions such as: Why did everything in the world I stupid on this mountain? I hate walks, and alone anyway! As long as the station is still off? It can not be far. That was really my mantra when mountaineering. It can not not be far. Logically, yes it could not, because at some point of the mountain heard dependent on time.
However, it should take three posts until I could finally make up the station. Beaten two and a half hours had passed, and in time I've actually seen more spiders than I see for the remaining lifetime. Although I was exhausted too, but my relief to finally be away from all this spinning was far greater. If these creatures have not, I would have considered myself to actually run one more hour to the temple proper, but nothing in this world I would have driven new items there. So I was grateful enough with this cable car again to drive the direction of a real station.
I found the bottom, turn a large overview map, which I could see from where I was actually long gone.
My way I seemed to have really led steeply to the north, but - I had not even able to smell - I would have gemusst a long way east to get to the temple. To the east. Had I continued to run up, I had come to nem Flowers Museum. So I was totally wrong.
It made it even better that I found out that the cable car to the temple ended back at my home station Hieizan-Sakamoto. If I had made it to the temple (although I did not know how that would have to go), I could go home directly. So I had to Yase, where I had arrived with the cable car back to Demachiyanagi, from there some way to Kyoto and then to Hieizan-Sakamoto.
All I would, however, can not be indifferent. I was happy to have made it out of the forest, not a beast that had sat on me. Who would have guessed
also can see that this mountain is so big?
I traveled to Kyoto and, exhausted as I was, I allowed myself to self-reward is a game for the DS (which I was able to buy thanks to the student loan repayment) and an iced coffee in my favorite coffee shop here. After all, I could buy the same new monthly pass, so that was then also done the same.
After all, my teacher was held today all the action incredibly funny. As I said, now I have at least what to say.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Pokemon Black Charizard
Ike Ike Doshisha!
"HUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
Something like we were greeted as we walked out of the classroom out onto the campus. The occasion was the performance of the Doshisha Angels, the cheerleading group of our university, complete with oversized Doshishafahne, national anthem song of the University and another person who has been thrashed on a giant drum, as if he was just nervous in anger management therapy. Great somersaults and acrobatic Although it was not, but cute purple and white costume with gold and purple pom-poms, and two "presenter" who have accompanied the Cheer Leader of the girls with Power Ranger action. Cheers then went their way as described in the beginning. "Ike Ike Doshisha!" (Go Go Doshisha) HUAAAAAAAARGH! "
The whole thing was something of military parade so ago by the music and the two Power Rangers, but funny's it all. The occasion was probably the next baseball game against the Ritsumeikan University, which is near here. They are namely, our rivals, and since you have to agree ever so mentally and morally, all of our "beloved University to hold. I had taken in the Speech by the main Power Rangers as times the urge to put his right hand on his heart and to our university fervent, swear eternal loyalty.
is everyday university life but something nice to Ner Campusuni:)
"HUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
Something like we were greeted as we walked out of the classroom out onto the campus. The occasion was the performance of the Doshisha Angels, the cheerleading group of our university, complete with oversized Doshishafahne,
The whole thing was something of military parade so ago by the music and the two Power Rangers, but funny's it all. The occasion was probably the next baseball game against the Ritsumeikan University, which is near here. They are namely, our rivals, and since you have to agree ever so mentally and morally, all of our "beloved University to hold. I had taken in the Speech by the main Power Rangers as times the urge to put his right hand on his heart and to our university fervent, swear eternal loyalty.
is everyday university life but something nice to Ner Campusuni:)
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Metro Pcs Chicago Illinois
lian_abroad @ 2006-10-11T12: 30:00
I'm sitting in the Doshisha terminal room and waiting on it, that the cafeteria rush hour is around, so I'm not with dozens of other students at my food must beat * g *
Speaking rush hour: Today I once have a real rush hour time experienced here. On the way to the university, we must, we come from Otsu, at the Kyoto train station change to subway. Weekdays but this is so ne thing because at half past eight in the morning about 200 people have the same thought, and that only our track. To da To avoid stress, we let the first subway usually just drive without the need to. In Japan, there are in fact on each track such great yellow lines, where lining up properly, and then rises in sequence into the web. We shall therefore in line, and until we are in front, with the train then also already full. Then we wait for the next (which also comes within five minutes) and are available for the very front. Then you can look for even the best seats to the general morning a crowd half-way to survive well.
That is difficult at best today, we have noticed when we came up and people were still all the stairs ...
But if the train is full, it's just fully, right? We thought we at least every morning and wanted the plan to implement as always. But obviously, had the Japanese crowd behind us ne different definition of "full". Instead - as we had planned it - to simply wait until you get the next train, we were literally swept away by the crowd and stuffed into the already full train. The fact that we really wanted because no pure, played no role, we were simply pushed. Fortunately, none of us has agoraphobia.
And where we are now in chaotic circumstances: Last Saturday was both my first Koto-hour and the beginning of the Otsu-Matsuri. The real plan was that I am with the other three, the Koto want to learn to meet the Kyoto train station because I was the only one in about any idea where we hinmüssen. That should start at half past five of the lessons, we wanted to take four quarters. After that I wanted to go to Otsu Station, there to meet my host mother, who wanted to turn me introduce Ner acquaintances who apparently ne group wanted foreigners out of the party. There, I would go with it and show me all before and can explain. This was after all my first Matsuri.
So the plan at least.
To be there in time, I got me a train picked out, which I should be at the train station in Kyoto at half past four. Better too early than too late, I thought. The opinion was the railway Unfortunately, not really, because I was beaten 25 minutes waiting for the train ... and of course, came too late. The train, which would then bring us to our tuition was also too late, that we identify times in the first hour came too late.
have arrived at the station, we unpacked our route plans, which we should find the tuition. The place was located next to the station, which could not be so difficult. If we would have immediately noticed the tiny lane that leads directly to the exit to the left from a few houses, then would not have been difficult. So we asked three times, ran in all directions, and have effectively made a little more difficult. But we were too late anyway. The
made, moreover, nothing, because our teacher was still busy anyway. Suddenly in the middle of our apology and already we were talking at once compared with about six small children who stared at us with wide eyes. A few, the sudden appearance of aliens probably so scared that they no longer wanted to continue playing. Maybe they were just tired. In any case, have been adjusted for us finger parts with which to play it (Photo is yet). Once the children were done, we went too hasty in our classroom. For all carefully manage down phrases remained since, unfortunately, no time and before wirs provided us, we sat on the floor in front of the koto. Fun it was in any case, even though I'm probably not the Talentneuentdeckung ("You are far too cramped, but once let loose!"). It was just a little hectic ...
has opposite end of the lesson then the phone rang from the teacher. She then has kept me under his nose, saying, dass .. anyone would turn. I knew that my host mother had to be, but the name, said the Kotolehrerin me I'm not easily detected. But it was certainly not the first or last name of my host mother ... Or is there any word that I would have understood. Still, I'm on the phone and lo and behold, my Host mother tells me that she has no time to get to the Otsu station and introduce me to her friends. But I could see, too alone, I'd just have to exit, it would ne small woman in a kimono. No problem, I thought. In addition, the stress in the classroom went straight on, so I had to keep the conversation short. The aim was to pay just around the classroom.
Each of us needs to 3,000 yen (or about 20 euro) pay, where everything was clear. Then she wanted to have some stuff from us, what no one understands us. Try to explain, wanted the teacher to us either, and only after repeated requests, we have understood that they wanted us to Finger things, that pay to play, too. Yeah well, I had heard from my host mother, even if the thought that we could borrow the normal things too. As the amount we should pay, they gave us 3.500 yen. That's favorable, we were happy all, 500 yen for the things ...
Five minutes later we were sadly wiser. 3.500 yen was the price of the finger things alone, and overall it was about 6.500 Zen of us ...! "Well, I was told you knew this ..". The explanation of what we actually know and not know we saved, because somehow it has either not been listening to us or us not quite understand (and I actually argue for option No. 1, for vague or unclear, we do not all speak). We have paid, and I think she did a little sad that it's become such a mess, because she has promised to sponsor us a box where we can reintun our great finger expensive things. We did rather sad that we have gotten rid of so much money, but I for one wanted to keep these things anyway as a souvenir and use it to buy ... Whatever.
had time for discussion we do not, because we had to fast for the festival. The other three wanted to go too, so that we set off for four. It was only then I noticed that the road to such hard times, quite a few women in kimono, and the description "little woman in a kimono" is not quite wanted to be helpful. The woman I was then found itself, or rather, not the friend of my host mother herself, but ne other Japanese woman who wanted to help out as a tourist guide. The woman is most of us no longer stirred from the side and has all our attempts to ask her things in Japanese, with their answers, unfortunately, little comprehensive knowledge of English. No matter how many times have we said that we can adequately Japanese, she has made time and again their English (which is now seen even grammatically was not bad, I just still do not understand a word). Sometimes she tells us things in Japanese, so they can be repeated in English, and sometimes she has only spoken Japanese. My theory is true, that she wanted to show off to the other Japanese in their English language skills:)
But the party was great! It was already dark, and all these red lanterns, the floats that were on Sunday then pulled in ner parade through the city and have played, especially those typical catchy music, the little boy and a few men on each car all the time .. . I tried the record with my digital camera, but worked obs, I see then. In any case, I try to upload it!
We were allowed to travel as part of this group also anywhere where you can not otherwise hindarf. For example, on one of these floats, where normally Women certainly not hindürfen. Free Sake, there was also a little bit, and otherwise we have a lot of things get totally given: candy, charms made of straw in a triangular shape, the diseases are to hold and which one is here before the doors, and other cool stuff. We had great fun anyway. Together with Desiree I decided to give me the parade the next morning to see.
is what we have also made promptly, but not to the initial time (at 9 clock in the morning ...) but after their lunch break at 2 clock. The overall I think the 13 cars were towed by men in blue jackets through the streets, and each car was ne certain time or a certain myth dar. there on it was next to dolls that just should reflect this meaning, and even the obligatory musicians who have (mostly at least) played with an impressive endurance always the same song. Front of the audience they have in certain intervals and then stopped, and when people have donated enough applause, then cut out more of these straw lucky charms. Since I only realized how popular these things really are ... Who was once at the Games Con: That was from there, only that you had to argue with any video players, but with children and old people around the dug out things. And the children and the elderly are much, much worse. We were happy with have escaped the life, then, do the old things have fought for this straw, as without which no longer exist tomorrow. Push push, throw themselves purely with NEM pike jump across into the crowd, everything was allowed. Pretty soon we were
totally tired. The efforts of the past week have shown real that day. Since we have an hour or two had viewed the parade, we are sometimes a little off running from the festival through the city - what's really worth, because we were right on the lake. I hope that the photos (coming soon) have become what can be described as not so real. But at least he was wonderful! Would I do not live on the other side of the lake, I'd go there more often for sure! Also, right next to it still a "German Bar and Cafe Stylish Lunch" called Küppers Kölsch. Unfortunately had to, because otherwise we would immediately clean. So we had to find another escape before the biting wind right now - and have found ne Art Mall. Then There Were there food, but not much more, because we were already eating almost the eyes and the clock at five in the afternoon. Pretty soon after we went home too. On the day I'm at eight clock to bed, I was just too broken.
The next day, Monday, was a public holiday in Japan, the day of sport, explains why the holiday because of the Day the Olympic Games in Tokyo were opened. What I've done a day of sport? Lazy and sleepy rumgegammelt home half the day, because 12 hours of sleep were probably not enough. In my defense, I must stress that I at least have learned something in passing. When learning I would not have to sit in my room, so I went down to the kitchen and I turned on the TV (I was on that day alone). I caught a movie about a family in the 2nd World War II. The plot was a little predictable, but that does nothing for Japanese films, because the key as some tears so that it won a total close to going. Furthermore, the characters were so likeable, even Although many have died.
cheer me up, I want to change it, and what was there on all channels? The news that North Korea conducted its first nuclear test. Now if that is not even built. After all, the Japanese media have reassured us that there is no danger that we abkriegen any radioactive dust, as the dangerous zone ends shortly before Japan's coast. The fishing industry is happy just incredible. Meanwhile, Japan's new Prime Minister Abe probably the toughest sanctions called for ... Let's see what it brings. The situation is certainly so dangerous, because if North Korea get away with it, Iran will certainly try to create similar pressure. But if the As for the West things wrong, who knows what will make North Korea ...
That, at least my weekend here. I'll soon put out postprocess the images and high note.
see if the cafeteria has become so slow walked on.
I'm sitting in the Doshisha terminal room and waiting on it, that the cafeteria rush hour is around, so I'm not with dozens of other students at my food must beat * g *
Speaking rush hour: Today I once have a real rush hour time experienced here. On the way to the university, we must, we come from Otsu, at the Kyoto train station change to subway. Weekdays but this is so ne thing because at half past eight in the morning about 200 people have the same thought, and that only our track. To da To avoid stress, we let the first subway usually just drive without the need to. In Japan, there are in fact on each track such great yellow lines, where lining up properly, and then rises in sequence into the web. We shall therefore in line, and until we are in front, with the train then also already full. Then we wait for the next (which also comes within five minutes) and are available for the very front. Then you can look for even the best seats to the general morning a crowd half-way to survive well.
That is difficult at best today, we have noticed when we came up and people were still all the stairs ...
But if the train is full, it's just fully, right? We thought we at least every morning and wanted the plan to implement as always. But obviously, had the Japanese crowd behind us ne different definition of "full". Instead - as we had planned it - to simply wait until you get the next train, we were literally swept away by the crowd and stuffed into the already full train. The fact that we really wanted because no pure, played no role, we were simply pushed. Fortunately, none of us has agoraphobia.
And where we are now in chaotic circumstances: Last Saturday was both my first Koto-hour and the beginning of the Otsu-Matsuri. The real plan was that I am with the other three, the Koto want to learn to meet the Kyoto train station because I was the only one in about any idea where we hinmüssen. That should start at half past five of the lessons, we wanted to take four quarters. After that I wanted to go to Otsu Station, there to meet my host mother, who wanted to turn me introduce Ner acquaintances who apparently ne group wanted foreigners out of the party. There, I would go with it and show me all before and can explain. This was after all my first Matsuri.
So the plan at least.
To be there in time, I got me a train picked out, which I should be at the train station in Kyoto at half past four. Better too early than too late, I thought. The opinion was the railway Unfortunately, not really, because I was beaten 25 minutes waiting for the train ... and of course, came too late. The train, which would then bring us to our tuition was also too late, that we identify times in the first hour came too late.
have arrived at the station, we unpacked our route plans, which we should find the tuition. The place was located next to the station, which could not be so difficult. If we would have immediately noticed the tiny lane that leads directly to the exit to the left from a few houses, then would not have been difficult. So we asked three times, ran in all directions, and have effectively made a little more difficult. But we were too late anyway. The
made, moreover, nothing, because our teacher was still busy anyway. Suddenly in the middle of our apology and already we were talking at once compared with about six small children who stared at us with wide eyes. A few, the sudden appearance of aliens probably so scared that they no longer wanted to continue playing. Maybe they were just tired. In any case, have been adjusted for us finger parts with which to play it (Photo is yet). Once the children were done, we went too hasty in our classroom. For all carefully manage down phrases remained since, unfortunately, no time and before wirs provided us, we sat on the floor in front of the koto. Fun it was in any case, even though I'm probably not the Talentneuentdeckung ("You are far too cramped, but once let loose!"). It was just a little hectic ...
has opposite end of the lesson then the phone rang from the teacher. She then has kept me under his nose, saying, dass .. anyone would turn. I knew that my host mother had to be, but the name, said the Kotolehrerin me I'm not easily detected. But it was certainly not the first or last name of my host mother ... Or is there any word that I would have understood. Still, I'm on the phone and lo and behold, my Host mother tells me that she has no time to get to the Otsu station and introduce me to her friends. But I could see, too alone, I'd just have to exit, it would ne small woman in a kimono. No problem, I thought. In addition, the stress in the classroom went straight on, so I had to keep the conversation short. The aim was to pay just around the classroom.
Each of us needs to 3,000 yen (or about 20 euro) pay, where everything was clear. Then she wanted to have some stuff from us, what no one understands us. Try to explain, wanted the teacher to us either, and only after repeated requests, we have understood that they wanted us to Finger things, that pay to play, too. Yeah well, I had heard from my host mother, even if the thought that we could borrow the normal things too. As the amount we should pay, they gave us 3.500 yen. That's favorable, we were happy all, 500 yen for the things ...
Five minutes later we were sadly wiser. 3.500 yen was the price of the finger things alone, and overall it was about 6.500 Zen of us ...! "Well, I was told you knew this ..". The explanation of what we actually know and not know we saved, because somehow it has either not been listening to us or us not quite understand (and I actually argue for option No. 1, for vague or unclear, we do not all speak). We have paid, and I think she did a little sad that it's become such a mess, because she has promised to sponsor us a box where we can reintun our great finger expensive things. We did rather sad that we have gotten rid of so much money, but I for one wanted to keep these things anyway as a souvenir and use it to buy ... Whatever.
had time for discussion we do not, because we had to fast for the festival. The other three wanted to go too, so that we set off for four. It was only then I noticed that the road to such hard times, quite a few women in kimono, and the description "little woman in a kimono" is not quite wanted to be helpful. The woman I was then found itself, or rather, not the friend of my host mother herself, but ne other Japanese woman who wanted to help out as a tourist guide. The woman is most of us no longer stirred from the side and has all our attempts to ask her things in Japanese, with their answers, unfortunately, little comprehensive knowledge of English. No matter how many times have we said that we can adequately Japanese, she has made time and again their English (which is now seen even grammatically was not bad, I just still do not understand a word). Sometimes she tells us things in Japanese, so they can be repeated in English, and sometimes she has only spoken Japanese. My theory is true, that she wanted to show off to the other Japanese in their English language skills:)
But the party was great! It was already dark, and all these red lanterns, the floats that were on Sunday then pulled in ner parade through the city and have played, especially those typical catchy music, the little boy and a few men on each car all the time .. . I tried the record with my digital camera, but worked obs, I see then. In any case, I try to upload it!
We were allowed to travel as part of this group also anywhere where you can not otherwise hindarf. For example, on one of these floats, where normally Women certainly not hindürfen. Free Sake, there was also a little bit, and otherwise we have a lot of things get totally given: candy, charms made of straw in a triangular shape, the diseases are to hold and which one is here before the doors, and other cool stuff. We had great fun anyway. Together with Desiree I decided to give me the parade the next morning to see.
is what we have also made promptly, but not to the initial time (at 9 clock in the morning ...) but after their lunch break at 2 clock. The overall I think the 13 cars were towed by men in blue jackets through the streets, and each car was ne certain time or a certain myth dar. there on it was next to dolls that just should reflect this meaning, and even the obligatory musicians who have (mostly at least) played with an impressive endurance always the same song. Front of the audience they have in certain intervals and then stopped, and when people have donated enough applause, then cut out more of these straw lucky charms. Since I only realized how popular these things really are ... Who was once at the Games Con: That was from there, only that you had to argue with any video players, but with children and old people around the dug out things. And the children and the elderly are much, much worse. We were happy with have escaped the life, then, do the old things have fought for this straw, as without which no longer exist tomorrow. Push push, throw themselves purely with NEM pike jump across into the crowd, everything was allowed. Pretty soon we were
totally tired. The efforts of the past week have shown real that day. Since we have an hour or two had viewed the parade, we are sometimes a little off running from the festival through the city - what's really worth, because we were right on the lake. I hope that the photos (coming soon) have become what can be described as not so real. But at least he was wonderful! Would I do not live on the other side of the lake, I'd go there more often for sure! Also, right next to it still a "German Bar and Cafe Stylish Lunch" called Küppers Kölsch. Unfortunately had to, because otherwise we would immediately clean. So we had to find another escape before the biting wind right now - and have found ne Art Mall. Then There Were there food, but not much more, because we were already eating almost the eyes and the clock at five in the afternoon. Pretty soon after we went home too. On the day I'm at eight clock to bed, I was just too broken.
The next day, Monday, was a public holiday in Japan, the day of sport, explains why the holiday because of the Day the Olympic Games in Tokyo were opened. What I've done a day of sport? Lazy and sleepy rumgegammelt home half the day, because 12 hours of sleep were probably not enough. In my defense, I must stress that I at least have learned something in passing. When learning I would not have to sit in my room, so I went down to the kitchen and I turned on the TV (I was on that day alone). I caught a movie about a family in the 2nd World War II. The plot was a little predictable, but that does nothing for Japanese films, because the key as some tears so that it won a total close to going. Furthermore, the characters were so likeable, even Although many have died.
cheer me up, I want to change it, and what was there on all channels? The news that North Korea conducted its first nuclear test. Now if that is not even built. After all, the Japanese media have reassured us that there is no danger that we abkriegen any radioactive dust, as the dangerous zone ends shortly before Japan's coast. The fishing industry is happy just incredible. Meanwhile, Japan's new Prime Minister Abe probably the toughest sanctions called for ... Let's see what it brings. The situation is certainly so dangerous, because if North Korea get away with it, Iran will certainly try to create similar pressure. But if the As for the West things wrong, who knows what will make North Korea ...
That, at least my weekend here. I'll soon put out postprocess the images and high note.
see if the cafeteria has become so slow walked on.
Friday, October 6, 2006
Commercial Grade Leaf Vacuum
lian_abroad @ 2006-10-06T13: 52:00
The eventful Friday is gone, and he was pretty eventful ... :)
went off early, at 7:00. A quick breakfast, and then it went to the university. This time we had our first lesson. The weekly schedule is as follows:
Monday program Since we do surveys and such, but not every week, but more probably every second. If there is no program, we have free :)
Tuesday 9:00 to 10:30: contemporary reading As we will read two short stories from two different books.
10:45 to 12:15: Intercultural Communication Again, since we make presentations on Japan and so similar ... in German, luckily
Wednesday 9:00 to 10:30: Culture of Japan
10:45 to 12:15: listening
Thursday 9:00 to 10:30: Reading Training
10:45 - 12:15: Conversation
Friday 9:00 to 10:30 and 10:45 to 12:15: reading a double lesson. I find that pretty bad, so for a Friday morning ...
12:15 to 13:15: Lunch break
13:15 to 14:45: essay exercise
Friday is normal already a very long day, and today he was by the walk through Kyoto, which we had today, even longer . The walk lasted four hours, but this is even more.
The lessons were quite good, the teacher, Kaoru Abe, the whole thing so pleasant and nice. We are now eight people in the courses, so you have to do what ever. This makes ne double period but no less exhausting, and I think we were all glad to be able to go 12:15 in the noon break. They have a big part of us not in the cafeteria, as usual, spent, but in a well-known curry shop that is next to the university, the Coco Ichiban. Was also very funny, but this time the waiter ignored us for a long time, so we were a little too late. Does not matter, so did the others more time to decide whether we should make the walk really. Indeed, it is right now is that a typhoon may come in the Kansai region, which has so badly affected weather again ... ... apart from the fact that a typhoon perhaps comes from, but no one seems to really itch. In the end it did not rain, as feared, but it was really great weather, so we happily our four-to five-hour March began.
I do not remember where we were everywhere, but we were first at the Imperial Palace, then the house of the founder of Doshisha, then at a temple which is known to be much of a water (which you can then drink too easy), the Imperial Palace , the Chion-in Temple , the Gion Shrine that does not mean more Gion, but Yasaka shrine, and of course come in Gion itself
photos soon, and probably many of me, for some I was for some reason, the favorite motif, besides the cool cultural stuff:) When
Yasaka shrine I then multiply by the divination purposes (o-mikuji) tried. The way is that you take an eight-square, tube-shaped box, in the numbered sticks. The little one shakes and turns him so that he and a small hole facing down, then where comes out of one of these rods. The number one then goes to the temple girls, one then presses a note into his hand. The note next to NEM poem and statements are also predictions about health and the like. United is still on top, what luck you have for now. There are "lucky", "happiness," nor anything, "small fortune", and "pitch". This is mikuji it once for general forecasting, and then again especially for love. In pairs have wirs then tried, while taken a love forecast has, I thought that since I hopefully have not much luck needed, and got me once for the general determination. And see - we're both pretty "lucky" are:)
After then very hard march through the city we went into an izakaya. There, my host mother came to the kimono. It has always, when they are dancing lessons, so I guess that time that she was just so. In Japan
leaving work normally so that anyone from the group ordered food and drink, but then is there for everyone. In the end, the bill is simply divided by the number of people. In any case, it is much less stressful Sun around, because then no one must remember, who had now how much of what. Funny it was in any case, we have (at least in my corner laughed a lot). And I'm really interesting discussions ... There were also plans, how do the obligatory karaoke singing, but also a journey through the nightlife of Osaka is on the agenda. We do it maybe next week. The
threw on an important question: How exactly does it look with my host mother the night in the city are going through? Normally one should not always expect a lot, some families even expect that one is totally at home early. My family was from the beginning to loose, so I made myself a little worried. But I made up my mind to speak the same.
At nine, we are then broken down slowly. The people with whom I wanted to entertain myself, nor the banks of the Kamo River, where you can sit down wonderful. I wanted to go with me, but I'm not with the house work done ... The bottom line is ne good decision because I was pretty tired after the evening ... E-mail addresses and phone numbers I have exchanged with some.
The whole thing has left it quite a thrill. For the first time I'm in a group that consists of completely normal people who are all good enough to one another, at least nice to each other deal, and in which a few people interested in me.
I am with my host mother had broken up, but she would not go home, but first of all have to eat an ice cream with me as we tried at Starbucks. Must also have a funny picture are: ne small woman in a kimono and a foreigner. The combination not often seen here.
As a foreigner, but it is already quite often stared at, and some also do not know how to deal with. But I interpret being stared at times sympathetic. After all, Europeans look very different, and perhaps even admire grad something to me:) no harm to think so. And at least Europeans are not discriminated against. In Koreans and other minorities here sees the times quite different.
in Starbucks, we will talk about everything, and while I have to go through the nights even mentioned. As expected, they picked up the slack. In Japanese this means 朝帰り (come home in the morning), and on the other hand it also has nothing, as long as I do not run around alone (what I was doing it anyway) and I also know in advance say. But this is clear. She also had a few announcements: Both she and my father are visiting this weekend and on Monday there is little or not at all, so she is very concerned. After all, they should even care about me and so ... But I've assured her, that I not really care. I can deal well alone, and I do not sit all day at home, from there this is so. I also knew in advance that they are very busy, and at least they have helped me quite out of the difficulties of having no family, and I am so very grateful. She said then that they do so very much, because they are happy to have me. Was very nice ... :)
On the way back it took us nearly swept away, and now quite a wind blowing ... This is the real typhoon so ne thing. If that comes really close in the Kansai region, we have no classes, then that is all to stay home. And now, because tomorrow I get up very late, I must do something for the house work, good student, I am a * g *
The eventful Friday is gone, and he was pretty eventful ... :)
went off early, at 7:00. A quick breakfast, and then it went to the university. This time we had our first lesson. The weekly schedule is as follows:
Monday program Since we do surveys and such, but not every week, but more probably every second. If there is no program, we have free :)
Tuesday 9:00 to 10:30: contemporary reading As we will read two short stories from two different books.
10:45 to 12:15: Intercultural Communication Again, since we make presentations on Japan and so similar ... in German, luckily
Wednesday 9:00 to 10:30: Culture of Japan
10:45 to 12:15: listening
Thursday 9:00 to 10:30: Reading Training
10:45 - 12:15: Conversation
Friday 9:00 to 10:30 and 10:45 to 12:15: reading a double lesson. I find that pretty bad, so for a Friday morning ...
12:15 to 13:15: Lunch break
13:15 to 14:45: essay exercise
Friday is normal already a very long day, and today he was by the walk through Kyoto, which we had today, even longer . The walk lasted four hours, but this is even more.
The lessons were quite good, the teacher, Kaoru Abe, the whole thing so pleasant and nice. We are now eight people in the courses, so you have to do what ever. This makes ne double period but no less exhausting, and I think we were all glad to be able to go 12:15 in the noon break. They have a big part of us not in the cafeteria, as usual, spent, but in a well-known curry shop that is next to the university, the Coco Ichiban. Was also very funny, but this time the waiter ignored us for a long time, so we were a little too late. Does not matter, so did the others more time to decide whether we should make the walk really. Indeed, it is right now is that a typhoon may come in the Kansai region, which has so badly affected weather again ... ... apart from the fact that a typhoon perhaps comes from, but no one seems to really itch. In the end it did not rain, as feared, but it was really great weather, so we happily our four-to five-hour March began.
I do not remember where we were everywhere, but we were first at the Imperial Palace, then the house of the founder of Doshisha, then at a temple which is known to be much of a water (which you can then drink too easy), the Imperial Palace , the Chion-in Temple , the Gion Shrine that does not mean more Gion, but Yasaka shrine, and of course come in Gion itself
photos soon, and probably many of me, for some I was for some reason, the favorite motif, besides the cool cultural stuff:) When
Yasaka shrine I then multiply by the divination purposes (o-mikuji) tried. The way is that you take an eight-square, tube-shaped box, in the numbered sticks. The little one shakes and turns him so that he and a small hole facing down, then where comes out of one of these rods. The number one then goes to the temple girls, one then presses a note into his hand. The note next to NEM poem and statements are also predictions about health and the like. United is still on top, what luck you have for now. There are "lucky", "happiness," nor anything, "small fortune", and "pitch". This is mikuji it once for general forecasting, and then again especially for love. In pairs have wirs then tried, while taken a love forecast has, I thought that since I hopefully have not much luck needed, and got me once for the general determination. And see - we're both pretty "lucky" are:)
After then very hard march through the city we went into an izakaya. There, my host mother came to the kimono. It has always, when they are dancing lessons, so I guess that time that she was just so. In Japan
leaving work normally so that anyone from the group ordered food and drink, but then is there for everyone. In the end, the bill is simply divided by the number of people. In any case, it is much less stressful Sun around, because then no one must remember, who had now how much of what. Funny it was in any case, we have (at least in my corner laughed a lot). And I'm really interesting discussions ... There were also plans, how do the obligatory karaoke singing, but also a journey through the nightlife of Osaka is on the agenda. We do it maybe next week. The
threw on an important question: How exactly does it look with my host mother the night in the city are going through? Normally one should not always expect a lot, some families even expect that one is totally at home early. My family was from the beginning to loose, so I made myself a little worried. But I made up my mind to speak the same.
At nine, we are then broken down slowly. The people with whom I wanted to entertain myself, nor the banks of the Kamo River, where you can sit down wonderful. I wanted to go with me, but I'm not with the house work done ... The bottom line is ne good decision because I was pretty tired after the evening ... E-mail addresses and phone numbers I have exchanged with some.
The whole thing has left it quite a thrill. For the first time I'm in a group that consists of completely normal people who are all good enough to one another, at least nice to each other deal, and in which a few people interested in me.
I am with my host mother had broken up, but she would not go home, but first of all have to eat an ice cream with me as we tried at Starbucks. Must also have a funny picture are: ne small woman in a kimono and a foreigner. The combination not often seen here.
As a foreigner, but it is already quite often stared at, and some also do not know how to deal with. But I interpret being stared at times sympathetic. After all, Europeans look very different, and perhaps even admire grad something to me:) no harm to think so. And at least Europeans are not discriminated against. In Koreans and other minorities here sees the times quite different.
in Starbucks, we will talk about everything, and while I have to go through the nights even mentioned. As expected, they picked up the slack. In Japanese this means 朝帰り (come home in the morning), and on the other hand it also has nothing, as long as I do not run around alone (what I was doing it anyway) and I also know in advance say. But this is clear. She also had a few announcements: Both she and my father are visiting this weekend and on Monday there is little or not at all, so she is very concerned. After all, they should even care about me and so ... But I've assured her, that I not really care. I can deal well alone, and I do not sit all day at home, from there this is so. I also knew in advance that they are very busy, and at least they have helped me quite out of the difficulties of having no family, and I am so very grateful. She said then that they do so very much, because they are happy to have me. Was very nice ... :)
On the way back it took us nearly swept away, and now quite a wind blowing ... This is the real typhoon so ne thing. If that comes really close in the Kansai region, we have no classes, then that is all to stay home. And now, because tomorrow I get up very late, I must do something for the house work, good student, I am a * g *
Thursday, October 5, 2006
Lab 8: Population Genetics And Evolution Answers
lian_abroad @ 2006-10-05T15: 42:00
Oh, addendum to the address:
I have the reading out now:)
So, the host family Murabayashi is, but how you realize that that the letter is to me and I lived there, I do not know. Likely to write down my name and Murabayashi underneath, I do not know. But in any case the address:
Hiyoshidai 4-22-3 Otsu-shi
520-0112, Japan
Oh, addendum to the address:
I have the reading out now:)
So, the host family Murabayashi is, but how you realize that that the letter is to me and I lived there, I do not know. Likely to write down my name and Murabayashi underneath, I do not know. But in any case the address:
Hiyoshidai 4-22-3 Otsu-shi
520-0112, Japan
Kitchen Backsplash Medallions
lian_abroad @ 2006-10-05T14: 42:00
So now my long entry will be continued!
So Friday was the meeting with the host families. After breakfast in the park we went to Citibank down in order to raise the money for the registration fee and the rent, and then it was also going on already.
... but not before we had dragged our whole, extremely heavy luggage all the way from the hotel to the university. It took not only long, it was still stressful and totally exhausting. But we have managed to live halfway to the university. There we had a nice reunion with the former grammar teacher in Tübingen, which has now taken the lead at the Centre. I had forgotten that it is indeed there. We could leave our luggage and wait a bit.
The mood among the other 15 exchange students was quite tight. Most were simply only excited because they now need to insert into a family of which they know not and they do not know if they come with their difficulties or stand in line to be stupid. However, it had a slightly worse hit which did not even see her host family really. The problem was that she got no answer to her letter. That was certainly not intentional, like the rest of us thought they were maybe too easy verpeilt to restore her, but she was not quite convinced, and the closer the time when we should be with the families, the worse their mood.
Two others are not at all with a host family, but live in dorm something similar. The same could then simply go home.
I was doing it this way a special case ... Before we were allowed to go, for we were later sorted so that we would sit in alphabetical order, if the host families were up, and everyone got an envelope again with further information to or through the host families - that is, everyone except me. Came to me just a little cryptic message that you speak to me again would need extra, and I will still wait. The first thing that occurred to me to mind, is my visa application forms and everything else I've been filled in to search again in thought for errors. What would you say to me well now that I'll sent off for something of the country? Who died?
long time I did not have to wait until Ms. Murabayashi, the family representative, came to me and told me that my host family, Matsuoka, I unfortunately can not accommodate. Shock, but right. I will not expelled from the country, but I just lost my apartment, which makes it a little better! No one died, the problem was more likely to ... well, I still do not know for sure. She said something about because of "daughter" and "wedding" ... I was surprised because even a little, for me was the relationship is not so clear. In addition, we all know usually a few days before that marriage belongs to a ne. Later I asked again, because ne wedding is indeed a happy occasion, and I wanted to maybe send ne greeting card or something, but my host mother has indicated that it was "a rather delicate matter," as she said. Whether it has the vermeitliche husband's daughter before the altar leave or how or what now actually, I still do not know. But the moment I was the abundant care because I would much rather know where I should stay for now!
But it was a good host family representative, a solution - it has spontaneously agreed to personally take me with you. So, I was so nice (and this has The situation also substantially mitigated because the woman was very sympathetic to me right) ... Also, I did not really have a choice.
The idea of host families for me was already so much unstress, my host mother now because I already knew. For that I could talk to another host mother, who is now my neighbor and has recorded one of our students. Matsumura say it is and very nice. It also takes care of me sometimes, when my own family is busy. After some discussion
are then all moved to their new host family home. Most of them live outside of Kyoto, like me, only that some further stay away. One or two lucky to stay directly in Kyoto, as I would have done really well. But Otsu where I live now, is simply great. From the platform, when I go to college, I can directly see the lake and mountains are everywhere ... Really nice! Images are also soon enough of that!
The only thing I abkann at all but is the variety of spiders, which are in the trees on the streets ... And great at that. Because every time I get paranoid ... Go easy at home do not look up, this will help ...
My host family is great. It is, in my host mother, Yasue, my host father Shigeru, and two children who live at home but no longer. The daughter, Mayo goes to Kyoto University and lives accordingly there somewhere, and the son, Akira, lives as far as I know, in Tokyo. Who also has a young son who is about six months old, so my host parents are just become grandparents.
My host mother is a professional teacher of Japanese dance. Of this I shall still can take pictures, because they are also the dance lessons, which some of us visit. About 10 people from our group participate in a cultural program, where everyone can learn a traditional art (ikebana, dance, tea ceremony, or Koto play ). At 3.12. are there any a great performance, demonstrating at all of us, wrapped in pretty kimono, that what we have learned.
My host father is currently working as a Web designer, as far as I know. But it also takes some other things to the side. Among other things he is learning 10,000 languages at once ...! He is someone who will be pleased to profound discussions about culture, art and why Bach is more profound than Mozart. Yes, these are the times when one wishes to see you at school at the Goethe poem would have been much better fit. But I consider myself totally happy with it, partly because we are of our opinions very similar and, secondly, because he gives me the feeling that my limited Japanese knowledge to be able to say much total. He also is pleased to think I always very much if his time who will listen. His wife is there for far too impatient for their own information.
I come at least with two very good deal, and I think that is the family into which I could fit best. But I hope once that Mayo comes home once, so that I sometimes see! In the photos it looks very nice anyway. That a
lives next to it directly from Tübingen is also funny, I must not always go home alone or go into town. As my host parents are actually quite busy and therefore had not actually planned to include a guest student I often do that something. On my birthday, for example, we have to Kiyomizu Temple gone and there have been a whole range of things, things you can buy from lucky charms to drink holy water.
The day I've learned a lot about the Japanese attitude towards death, at least for deceased family members. With Ms. Matsumura we are before we went to Kiyomizu temple, at first at the grave of her father. More specifically, the grave of her father's further away, where he grew up, but she has a kind of altar for him here in a temple. In the temple there are rows of cabinets with small, lockable compartments. In each cabinet is still so an altar. In the subjects is a package, and there exactly what's inside, but I know not, but probably something that she associates with her father. She makes it to the doors of the altar, is purely the little package, a small book represents the name of her father is a kind of small lectern in it and burn off some Räucherwerkähnlcihes. Then she prayed briefly, and then starts the actual visit, because then she talks to him as if he were here right now. She introduced us to him and told him what she does, and then towards the end promised to come back soon. Biscuits she had as an offering there. Linguistically interesting is that it does not tell her father is buried somewhere, but he "sleeps". It's definitely a special feeling to see something.
Also from the Uniseite ago is a lot going on. Hardly the familiarization weekend at the family home was over, went also release the preliminary discussions. We had to make two tests, both orally and in writing - for we are again, depending on the language skills in two groups - the campus we were shown, the teacher introduced to us ... Today was the last placement test, which was to decide whether we are in the East or West group (they wanted a more neutral description than "A" or "B", as they thought ... At Ner German group the names are certainly less neutral just as funny :) Anyway, I'm a Westerner:) What does that mean we all see tomorrow, because there goes the first lesson really begins. In general this will be a long day tomorrow: 9:00
teaching
12:15 Lunch break 13:00
walk through Kyoto
17:30 Dinner in a Izakaya, its kind Bar
At the dinner, my host mother as well be, she said.
begins on Saturday then on the koto lessons. In addition, there is also the beginning of the famous Otsu Matsuri (Otsu Festival) where I want to go for sure! Saturday night we go the party, and Sunday is a big parade. This will be an eventful weekend!
So now my long entry will be continued!
So Friday was the meeting with the host families. After breakfast in the park we went to Citibank down in order to raise the money for the registration fee and the rent, and then it was also going on already.
... but not before we had dragged our whole, extremely heavy luggage all the way from the hotel to the university. It took not only long, it was still stressful and totally exhausting. But we have managed to live halfway to the university. There we had a nice reunion with the former grammar teacher in Tübingen, which has now taken the lead at the Centre. I had forgotten that it is indeed there. We could leave our luggage and wait a bit.
The mood among the other 15 exchange students was quite tight. Most were simply only excited because they now need to insert into a family of which they know not and they do not know if they come with their difficulties or stand in line to be stupid. However, it had a slightly worse hit which did not even see her host family really. The problem was that she got no answer to her letter. That was certainly not intentional, like the rest of us thought they were maybe too easy verpeilt to restore her, but she was not quite convinced, and the closer the time when we should be with the families, the worse their mood.
Two others are not at all with a host family, but live in dorm something similar. The same could then simply go home.
I was doing it this way a special case ... Before we were allowed to go, for we were later sorted so that we would sit in alphabetical order, if the host families were up, and everyone got an envelope again with further information to or through the host families - that is, everyone except me. Came to me just a little cryptic message that you speak to me again would need extra, and I will still wait. The first thing that occurred to me to mind, is my visa application forms and everything else I've been filled in to search again in thought for errors. What would you say to me well now that I'll sent off for something of the country? Who died?
long time I did not have to wait until Ms. Murabayashi, the family representative, came to me and told me that my host family, Matsuoka, I unfortunately can not accommodate. Shock, but right. I will not expelled from the country, but I just lost my apartment, which makes it a little better! No one died, the problem was more likely to ... well, I still do not know for sure. She said something about because of "daughter" and "wedding" ... I was surprised because even a little, for me was the relationship is not so clear. In addition, we all know usually a few days before that marriage belongs to a ne. Later I asked again, because ne wedding is indeed a happy occasion, and I wanted to maybe send ne greeting card or something, but my host mother has indicated that it was "a rather delicate matter," as she said. Whether it has the vermeitliche husband's daughter before the altar leave or how or what now actually, I still do not know. But the moment I was the abundant care because I would much rather know where I should stay for now!
But it was a good host family representative, a solution - it has spontaneously agreed to personally take me with you. So, I was so nice (and this has The situation also substantially mitigated because the woman was very sympathetic to me right) ... Also, I did not really have a choice.
The idea of host families for me was already so much unstress, my host mother now because I already knew. For that I could talk to another host mother, who is now my neighbor and has recorded one of our students. Matsumura say it is and very nice. It also takes care of me sometimes, when my own family is busy. After some discussion
are then all moved to their new host family home. Most of them live outside of Kyoto, like me, only that some further stay away. One or two lucky to stay directly in Kyoto, as I would have done really well. But Otsu where I live now, is simply great. From the platform, when I go to college, I can directly see the lake and mountains are everywhere ... Really nice! Images are also soon enough of that!
The only thing I abkann at all but is the variety of spiders, which are in the trees on the streets ... And great at that. Because every time I get paranoid ... Go easy at home do not look up, this will help ...
My host family is great. It is, in my host mother, Yasue, my host father Shigeru, and two children who live at home but no longer. The daughter, Mayo goes to Kyoto University and lives accordingly there somewhere, and the son, Akira, lives as far as I know, in Tokyo. Who also has a young son who is about six months old, so my host parents are just become grandparents.
My host mother is a professional teacher of Japanese dance. Of this I shall still can take pictures, because they are also the dance lessons, which some of us visit. About 10 people from our group participate in a cultural program, where everyone can learn a traditional art (ikebana, dance, tea ceremony, or Koto play ). At 3.12. are there any a great performance, demonstrating at all of us, wrapped in pretty kimono, that what we have learned.
My host father is currently working as a Web designer, as far as I know. But it also takes some other things to the side. Among other things he is learning 10,000 languages at once ...! He is someone who will be pleased to profound discussions about culture, art and why Bach is more profound than Mozart. Yes, these are the times when one wishes to see you at school at the Goethe poem would have been much better fit. But I consider myself totally happy with it, partly because we are of our opinions very similar and, secondly, because he gives me the feeling that my limited Japanese knowledge to be able to say much total. He also is pleased to think I always very much if his time who will listen. His wife is there for far too impatient for their own information.
I come at least with two very good deal, and I think that is the family into which I could fit best. But I hope once that Mayo comes home once, so that I sometimes see! In the photos it looks very nice anyway. That a
lives next to it directly from Tübingen is also funny, I must not always go home alone or go into town. As my host parents are actually quite busy and therefore had not actually planned to include a guest student I often do that something. On my birthday, for example, we have to Kiyomizu Temple gone and there have been a whole range of things, things you can buy from lucky charms to drink holy water.
The day I've learned a lot about the Japanese attitude towards death, at least for deceased family members. With Ms. Matsumura we are before we went to Kiyomizu temple, at first at the grave of her father. More specifically, the grave of her father's further away, where he grew up, but she has a kind of altar for him here in a temple. In the temple there are rows of cabinets with small, lockable compartments. In each cabinet is still so an altar. In the subjects is a package, and there exactly what's inside, but I know not, but probably something that she associates with her father. She makes it to the doors of the altar, is purely the little package, a small book represents the name of her father is a kind of small lectern in it and burn off some Räucherwerkähnlcihes. Then she prayed briefly, and then starts the actual visit, because then she talks to him as if he were here right now. She introduced us to him and told him what she does, and then towards the end promised to come back soon. Biscuits she had as an offering there. Linguistically interesting is that it does not tell her father is buried somewhere, but he "sleeps". It's definitely a special feeling to see something.
Also from the Uniseite ago is a lot going on. Hardly the familiarization weekend at the family home was over, went also release the preliminary discussions. We had to make two tests, both orally and in writing - for we are again, depending on the language skills in two groups - the campus we were shown, the teacher introduced to us ... Today was the last placement test, which was to decide whether we are in the East or West group (they wanted a more neutral description than "A" or "B", as they thought ... At Ner German group the names are certainly less neutral just as funny :) Anyway, I'm a Westerner:) What does that mean we all see tomorrow, because there goes the first lesson really begins. In general this will be a long day tomorrow: 9:00
teaching
12:15 Lunch break 13:00
walk through Kyoto
17:30 Dinner in a Izakaya, its kind Bar
At the dinner, my host mother as well be, she said.
begins on Saturday then on the koto lessons. In addition, there is also the beginning of the famous Otsu Matsuri (Otsu Festival) where I want to go for sure! Saturday night we go the party, and Sunday is a big parade. This will be an eventful weekend!
Monday, October 2, 2006
Sprint Drinking Game Electronic
lian_abroad @ 2006-10-03T12: 52:00
So after I had long time no Internet, I now have the opportunity to be here purely to write something! I am well received in Japan, most probably already know. Before I read what
about the journey and arrival, first comes the most important thing: The contact information!
My address:
520-0112 大 津市 日 吉 台 4-22-3 (coming in legend the address once I know for sure how it is rewritten ...)
Tel: 077-577-2318
Then I a cell phone, you can call the (090-91380378) (Stefan ne cheap code for that) and you can also send emails (renjikage@t.vodafone.ne.jp). The mails, however, must be written in Unicode, which I erkllär again in other NEM entry.
easy for normal mails as usual write to shi_no_chocho@yahoo.de.
So now time for the journey:)
The flight to Kyoto was - apart from the length - really enjoyable. For Finnair, I had the feeling that they give themselves real trouble, and although British Airways has the nicer planes, I found the service at Finnair somehow, no idea cordial.
Helsinki was great! Although I've only seen the airport, but even where I've felt myself quite well. I really want to look into the city when I get the chance! I also like noticed that I had previously only in countries was that I also the language at least reasonably can - in Finnish I can not speak (well, thanks to on kiitos () margariini and kaffiipausi * g *)
In Osaka we went arrived for We then continue by train to Kyoto, which has again taken an hour. Since I could sleep but at least once, so I did not realize so much. The road from the station to the hotel in Kyoto was but ne Qual Actually, the easy, you have to change in the subway a few stops and remains seated and then comes out about 500m from the hotel away. If you have not slept for 20 hours, one is totally hot because it is in Kyoto by 9 clock times already like 23 °, and it then loaded is much too heavy suitcases and bags, then the 15, 20 minutes, it takes really hard. But after 16 hours are 20 minutes dragging suitcases grad still so in there, we thought ...
only that were three times as long from the 20 minutes because we have neither the U-Bahn found immediately have discovered any lifts, so we go with the trunks of small narrow escalators had, much to the amusement of some old workers . Once at the right subway station, there were no escalators or a lift, so that this time we bit perplexed about 200 steps were that separated us from the rest of the way to the hotel. But that just before the goal can not give up so, so we have just our Piece by piece, highly balanced. The Japanese woman was ne also quite funny ("You have really hard just because ... * grin *)... yes.
Ne while later, but shot euphoric, because we had defeated the stairs, we have then the hotel is found and could check in -.. but only check in, the rooms were only two hours later it was done right no matter to us but because we finally were able to share time in the lobby, we also have the same Mahmut of our university made the with us at Doshisha is. That was a good start.
After we finally were allowed into the room we first fell into deep sleep, which ended only towards the evening. Funnily were wir in der Nähe von dem Ort, wo ich vor zwei Jahren gewohnt habe, und zu meiner Überraschung hatte ich sogar noch ne ungefähre Vorstellung davon, wie man dahin kommt. Dort haben wir (nach langem Suchen) dann auch endlich mal was zu essen gefunden, ich hab mir ne Prepaidkarte für mein tolles japanisches Handy geholt, und dann gings wieder zum Hotel und ins Bett.
Wir hatten noch einen Tag für uns, den wir mit Rumgammeln verbracht haben. Das Highlight war das All you can eat Pizzaessen (ja, in Japan gibt es Pizza, die nicht nur so aussieht wie Pizza, sondern auch so schmeckt, da könnten Pariser Restaurants noch was lernen von :)). Nachts haben wir in einem dieser praktischen Läden, die in Japan Kombini heißen and are open 24 hours, found three of our group, that we had breakfast the next morning and, in the garden of Imperial Palace at Dresdner Bank:) Before we were all shopping together in nem supermarket nearby, and because it occasionally in the garden are also benches with tables had wirs quite comfortable:) On the day the program has started then too, but I read it in the next entry in detail since are in fact also ... :)
So after I had long time no Internet, I now have the opportunity to be here purely to write something! I am well received in Japan, most probably already know. Before I read what
about the journey and arrival, first comes the most important thing: The contact information!
My address:
520-0112 大 津市 日 吉 台 4-22-3 (coming in legend the address once I know for sure how it is rewritten ...)
Tel: 077-577-2318
Then I a cell phone, you can call the (090-91380378) (Stefan ne cheap code for that) and you can also send emails (renjikage@t.vodafone.ne.jp). The mails, however, must be written in Unicode, which I erkllär again in other NEM entry.
easy for normal mails as usual write to shi_no_chocho@yahoo.de.
So now time for the journey:)
The flight to Kyoto was - apart from the length - really enjoyable. For Finnair, I had the feeling that they give themselves real trouble, and although British Airways has the nicer planes, I found the service at Finnair somehow, no idea cordial.
Helsinki was great! Although I've only seen the airport, but even where I've felt myself quite well. I really want to look into the city when I get the chance! I also like noticed that I had previously only in countries was that I also the language at least reasonably can - in Finnish I can not speak (well, thanks to on kiitos () margariini and kaffiipausi * g *)
In Osaka we went arrived for We then continue by train to Kyoto, which has again taken an hour. Since I could sleep but at least once, so I did not realize so much. The road from the station to the hotel in Kyoto was but ne Qual Actually, the easy, you have to change in the subway a few stops and remains seated and then comes out about 500m from the hotel away. If you have not slept for 20 hours, one is totally hot because it is in Kyoto by 9 clock times already like 23 °, and it then loaded is much too heavy suitcases and bags, then the 15, 20 minutes, it takes really hard. But after 16 hours are 20 minutes dragging suitcases grad still so in there, we thought ...
only that were three times as long from the 20 minutes because we have neither the U-Bahn found immediately have discovered any lifts, so we go with the trunks of small narrow escalators had, much to the amusement of some old workers . Once at the right subway station, there were no escalators or a lift, so that this time we bit perplexed about 200 steps were that separated us from the rest of the way to the hotel. But that just before the goal can not give up so, so we have just our Piece by piece, highly balanced. The Japanese woman was ne also quite funny ("You have really hard just because ... * grin *)... yes.
Ne while later, but shot euphoric, because we had defeated the stairs, we have then the hotel is found and could check in -.. but only check in, the rooms were only two hours later it was done right no matter to us but because we finally were able to share time in the lobby, we also have the same Mahmut of our university made the with us at Doshisha is. That was a good start.
After we finally were allowed into the room we first fell into deep sleep, which ended only towards the evening. Funnily were wir in der Nähe von dem Ort, wo ich vor zwei Jahren gewohnt habe, und zu meiner Überraschung hatte ich sogar noch ne ungefähre Vorstellung davon, wie man dahin kommt. Dort haben wir (nach langem Suchen) dann auch endlich mal was zu essen gefunden, ich hab mir ne Prepaidkarte für mein tolles japanisches Handy geholt, und dann gings wieder zum Hotel und ins Bett.
Wir hatten noch einen Tag für uns, den wir mit Rumgammeln verbracht haben. Das Highlight war das All you can eat Pizzaessen (ja, in Japan gibt es Pizza, die nicht nur so aussieht wie Pizza, sondern auch so schmeckt, da könnten Pariser Restaurants noch was lernen von :)). Nachts haben wir in einem dieser praktischen Läden, die in Japan Kombini heißen and are open 24 hours, found three of our group, that we had breakfast the next morning and, in the garden of Imperial Palace at Dresdner Bank:) Before we were all shopping together in nem supermarket nearby, and because it occasionally in the garden are also benches with tables had wirs quite comfortable:) On the day the program has started then too, but I read it in the next entry in detail since are in fact also ... :)
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